HARAKIRI

[Verse 1: TERROR REID] Ayy, welcome to the dungeon, motherfucker, pay respect The boogie mane, never fresher, say less I'm a doozy on the mic, I suggest you take a few Steps into the south and observe the all new Ranky-stank platter, this game that I toss REID up in that thick shit, feelin' like a boss Ridin' wild style, straight dippin', never slip Chicken neck hoes always grabbin at my dick tip Bound to happen 'cause I keep my shit blappin' REID under the roof, it mean the cheeks get clappin' Nеver ever will you see mе make a big stink 'Bout some petty shit, ho, what do you think? Poppin' out of the '64 on Vogues The one they chose, wearing all of the hot clothes With one good look you'll see the illest in the book But keep your eyes open or yo' ass cooked [Chorus: Domsta] If it's all gone today Would you stay down for me? If it's all gone today Would you stay down for me? [Verse 2: Domsta] They be like Domsta, "Who up in that 'Burban?" Shit, it might be your ho Smilin', tippy toe behind your back, I spent no dough, I promise I get the jitters when I'm in her, you her babysitter Real stand up guy, gon' let me come and hit her, quit her Had to upgrade to Denali, sayanari One wrong look, I ready the blade like Harakiri She run and giggle, 'cause it's Dommy calling Who you thought I had her for a night Now you can't share what we apart of Got the bible in her bio, let me stick in her pie hole Told me please hold her iPhone, told her smile Hey, buddy, you got a good girl But in a short while she might accumulate a hundred thousand miles I keep it pushing like these player haters couldn't Got a woman whip up something like she put her pretty foot in Amount of kush inside my blunt send you to cushions Tapioca, smoking pudding you can't find 'til 2030, ho